揙h, wow. I never would抳e guessed that was here,?I say.
His eyes twinkle like blue sapphires. 揟hat抯 the point.?
He flops onto the hammock first, but keeps one foot firmly on the ground.
揋et your sweet ass over here,?he orders.
揥hat if I flip us over??I say with a smile.
揧ou won抰. I抣l keep us steady, Eliza.?
Eliza. The way he says my name when he looks at me leaves no doubt that it抯 me he抯 seeing and devouring with that gaze.
He reaches out and I take his hand.
揕ay down slowly.?He gently pulls me closer.
Cautiously, I lift one leg on the very edge of the hammock and it gives.
揧ou抮e sure this is big enough for two??
揚ositive. I抦 not going to let you fall. Here, lean back.?
Slowly, I recline, but Cole抯 big body takes up most of the hammock. The only way to lie back is to do it snugly against him.
He lets go of my hand, sliding his arm securely around me. 揑抦 going to raise my foot now. We抣l rock, but we won抰 fall.?
We sway back and forth as he does exactly that.
Once I抦 sure I抦 not about to hit the ground butt first, there抯 nowhere else in the world I抎 rather be.
We抮e teleported into a warm, cozy dream.
My lips wander to his shoulder, wishing his silk button-down shirt wasn抰 between us.
揟he flight home is going to be hell,?he says, kissing my forehead and then my lips.
揥hy??I ask.
揑抣l be with you for six goddamned hours and won抰 be able to do anything about it,?he growls.
揥e抣l land eventually.?I almost hate that it抯 true.
There I go, giving myself false hope.
There抯 actually a disgusting chance we抣l only be working together as soon as we hit the tarmac, but I want to live this fantasy a little while longer.
揙ne more day before the flight,?he says, running his hand up my thigh. 揑 was just thinking we should spend it wisely. Have a lazy morning. No six a.m. Swift songs.?
I elbow him playfully. 揥hat if I need to work??
揧ou won抰 even be asleep before six, woman,?he growls, his fingers pinching my thigh.
I grin. 揥hat if I抦 abstaining??
揧ou抮e not. I need to be in you as many times as I can,?he rumbles against my ear.
He抯 too freaking good at this.
揅ole??I whisper, feeling warm all over.
揧eah??
揑抣l always prefer your bed to work.?
He pulls me on top of him and cups my face. 揧ou have no fucking clue how insane you make me. None.?
And I believe it a second later. He kisses me with so much lightning in his lips, I press my body into his, wanting to be as close to him as possible.
揅ole??I whisper again, waiting for him to look at me. 揝ay my name. I just like to hear it.?
揈liza,?he whispers, kissing my neck.
I shudder with delight.
I half expect his hands to roam and turn this into a heavy, soaked makeout session, but they don抰.
It抯 even better.
He just locks his massive arms around my waist, holding me until I fall asleep.
The last thing I hear梐lmost as a prayer梚s my name on his lips, over and over again.
16
Coffee Date (Cole)
揙h, Cole.?I wake up to the best sound on Earth梐nd the view isn抰 half bad, either.
Eliza抯 mouth forms a perfect ring, her eyes flutter shut, and her head tilts back.
I lean down, brushing my lips over my little addiction before my tongue meets hers, chasing and massaging it.
This is where the anticipation and teasing ends.
That glorious split second before I remind her she抯 my property梐nd it抯 got nothing to do with being on payroll.
I swallow her hot whimper, relishing it with an appreciation I抣l never have for any coffee. With a murmur, Eliza Angelo overwhelms my fucking senses.
Too delicious.
Too gorgeous.
Too intense.
I break the kiss with a rough gasp, swinging my hips forward and plunging deeper inside of her.
揅ole!?Her nails reach for my chest, scratching me, telling me she抯 on the edge.
揅ome for me,?I urge, pressing my forehead to hers as my lips meld to her mouth again.
I抦 ravenous, stealing the pleasure from her throat as I loot her little body.
A few more strokes and her pussy tightens around my cock.
Her fingers curl梥he抯 too awestruck to rake her nails梐nd hellfire engulfs my balls.
With a low curse, I bring us home, slamming myself in, grinding her clit with my pubic bone, catching her lips in my teeth, and coming out my soul.
Her body clenches around me a split second before I release.
Fuck.
Fucking hell, yes.
I collapse on top of her, proudly wearing the sweat that抯 dripping off me. My head falls against her hot breasts, her nipples peaked and so rosy they already look like they抮e begging for more.
Soon.
A minute later, I realize she抯 running her fingers through my hair, stroking my face with a slow, devoted touch.
揑抣l never get enough of you,?I confess.
揂re you sure??She laughs.
Her voice is playful enough, but something about the question irks me. I roll off her and prop myself up on my elbow.
揟he hell does that mean??
Her smile never wavers. I抦 horribly tempted to lean down and kiss her, but I have to know what she means.
揑 never expected to be here.?She waves her hands around my bedroom.
揌ere??
揑 didn抰 think you抎 dare bring me home. I kind of thought that when we left Hawaii棓
揥ait.?I cut her off. 揧ou thought I was toying with you on the island? That it was just some island dick frenzy I could just switch off??
She places her hand on my chest and leans closer.
揇on抰 be offended. I just thought...well, maybe we were both living it up a little. And maybe it would have to end when we came home.?She sighs. 揑 mean, it抯 only a matter of time until someone finds out.?
Ah, fuck. That抯 what she抯 worried about, and I honestly don抰 blame her.
揑 told you last week, I抣l deal with it,?I say, pushing my fingers possessively through hers.
揧ou don抰 think it抯 too soon??Her eyes shine with a doubt I want to smother.
揑抣l handle HR. Then we can explore this thing without needing to sneak around like a couple of alley cats. Trust me.?I squeeze her fingers.
揟his thing, huh? Interesting. So, it抯 a thing now? A Cole-Eliza thing, and not just a coffee thing??She beams at me.
Fuck me, she抯 right.
This is a thing.
And I抦 just realizing that I抦 the fool who made it one.
Still, I don抰 regret it. The way she looks at me like I just hung the stars, how could I bear to let her down?
If there抯 a 'thing,' we抣l confront it head-on.
Kona was the second chance of a lifetime and it抯 all thanks to this woman.
It抯 time to lower the shields and rewrite rules of my life I thought were etched in stone.
Eliza deserves more梐nd maybe, I do, too.
I rake my eyes over her miles of curves, drinking her in.
What would it be like to date her freely and openly? Where neither of us are hiding anything and we can share our hopes and dreams and passions without worrying about breaching some stupid workplace policy or even our own ethics?
It could be goddamned divine.
Or it could be a godless disaster.
Regardless, I抦 ready to find out one way or the other.
揕et抯 get sushi tonight. After work,?I say.
揥hat if I have issues eating raw fish??
I chuckle and pull her closer. 揧ou ate your weight in poke in Hawaii, brat.?
She kisses my chest, trailing her teasing lips to my neck. 揥hat if I抦 just tired of it, Cole??
揙rder katsu chicken or hibachi steak and scallops.?
She snorts adorably. 揥hat if I can抰 stop thinking about the poor fishies??
揥e抣l go to a damn steakhouse. Or are you a vegetarian now??
揘ope, just messing with you. I love sushi.?
I bite her bare shoulder until she squeals and then dive lower, blowing a raspberry on her stomach.
揅ole, stop!?she shouts.
揘ot until you get what you deserve for driving me mad.?
She laughs knowingly, her hair hanging in messy chestnut locks.
She tries to move away from my tickle-storm and only succeeds in pressing her body to mine. We know where that leads.
I close my arms around her with a hot growl in my throat.